THE FALL OFF

Out of breath because your mind been racin'
It's the third time you needed ventilation, now
Can we just leave all this hate out the conversation now?
She wanna escape the world, she need a vacation now
Oh-oh-oh (Woo-woo, woo)
Oh-oh-oh-oh (Woo-woo)
Woo-woo
Woo, woo

Clearly, it's been a while
I like bein' underneath the pressure, even if it's juvenile
I kinda miss the days before your trip to Thailand
With a crooked smile like that Cole song
You ain't been reachin' out or just call it first
Since it went out of style
Since you runnin' from me, run another mile
I'm still lashin' out and havin' episodes
Only difference, now it's with a bigger crowd
I got hella problems and I'm overcrowded
You can never fathom how I'm feelin' now
But I'm still on the stage and I been rollin' loud
'Member I didn't have enough at the bus station
Now I'm pissed off and I'm frustrated
Overworked, so it get complicated and I'm insecure, so I keep updatin'
New swag, new bitch, new car, everything is gettin' upgraded
Shoutout to all of them niggas that swore
Up and down to God that I would never make it
New whip, big body, AMG, swervin' out like I graduated
Suit and tie like I graduated
On my business shit, I'm movin' calculated
Niggas tryna steal the swag
But my innovation got me feelin' aggravated
Tell me, if my next album couldn't reach the hype
Would I lose the captivator?
On stage screamin' and my voice is fadin' out
If I fall off, would you never play it now?
If I fall off, would you never play it now?

Woah, woah, woah, woah-woah
DC The Don
DC The D—, DC The Don is a—
Is a nigga that's been around for a while, grindin'
I actually—, I act—, actually think he's pretty talented
He's been grindin', man, I'ma be honest
That nigga been grindin', boy
That nigga been grindin'
That nigga has been grindin'
I-I'm not sure if I would put him on the list, though



Credits
Writer(s): Cade Phillip Blodgett, Daijon Davis, Luca Faria Zadra, Calvin Dickinson
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